Aobara-hime no Yarinaoshi Kakumeiki

King Heilland, King James. A round face with a favorite grin on his fuzzy body. Contrary to such a familiar impression, the sharp wise-eyed bearer looks ahead.

King Xian and his famous King James, but such is his weakness as well.

He is a big, gastronomer.

"… Your Majesty"

The Lord of a nation who silently glances over the recommendations in a pile of nagging paperwork. Keeping in front of him the figure of king that could be taken as diligence itself, but one of its aides, Nigel Otto, saw the king with a difficult face.

"Please eat so much confectionery again... Overeating is poisonous to your body."

"Mm. The Lord also says such mean things"

With a bad-ass look, King James stops his hand signing the paperwork. However, the hand opposite holding the pen remains firmly gripped with cookies handmade by the cook.

King James pointed at his mouth after he threw the cookies into his mouth, either in protest or in crease.

"I'm not eating this cookie. My brain is eating. So while you're at work, it doesn't matter how much you eat."

"I'm tired of hearing that excuse. By and large, if that's the truth, how does that body explain it? If I remember correctly, it would have been a little bigger than a month ago."

"It's about your lord who gets the king you want and calls you fat, isn't it?

"I'm not saying that. If His Majesty was so accepted, His Majesty himself would have had such concerns."

Apparently, on this matter, I'm the one with the bad minutes. King James, who realizes so, raises the white flag early to keep away the plates on which the cookies have become piles. Still, he stroked the edge of the plate with his fingers, unfortunately.

"But it's true that when you use your head, you want something sweet. There are a lot of cases in this place. I know it's not a good idea to eat too much, either."

"I'm not going to go through the ghostly saying," Don't eat everything, either. The problem is eating as much as you eat and not moving. At least a little walk in the morning and evening. If you could just put on that habit. "

"But hey. I'm just willing to walk, hey."

King James complaining about it. Then Nigel glittered his glasses all the time here.

"As it is, sooner or later, even if Alicia hates you, is it?

"To Shea?

King James is breathtaking to his belly-hearted men, who suddenly told him so severely. As the king stood, Nigel glanced at the back of his glasses.

"... Your Majesty doesn't know. Difficulty, my daughter of her age."

"... you say?

"A thing called a daughter changes leopards when she's over 10. All I get is a reply that doesn't even talk to me. I don't even get back to you when it's bad. Keep your eyes peeled. Put him in the same room and he'll be out in a minute. - Your Majesty, can you see the cause?

"Something must have pissed me off."

"No."

Nigel waves his head heavily at King James, who turns a frightened eye. Then, with a strong sense of reality, he said:

Adolescence, yes.

"Adolescence...?

"Yes. It doesn't matter what his father did or anything. Although not particularly profound, my father is disgusting. I don't want to be with you. That's the kind of time that girls visit."

"Oh, no! Is there any way to avoid it?!?

"Of course, there are differences in degrees. My wife told me that some of my daughters grow up without going through those periods. … but what if. What if I knew the fold of those difficult years, the sloppy side of my father? If my father had unconsciously spoken sweets and learned to get puffy and fat..."

King James blued his face.

Oddly enough, Alicia just turned 10. If one day my beloved daughter, who is honest and adorable and turns a respectful eye on herself, suddenly changes.

"If you were a father, you wouldn't be able to manage your own body."

In my head, Alicia sees herself in pity. Even harder said that, but even more imaginary Alicia said this with a frightened face.

"... I won't, Father. I don't even want to hear your mouth anymore.

"No, no, no, no, no! I absolutely don't like it when Shea hates me!

"You must be, you must be"

Nigel nods over and over to King James, who trembles with his head. He grinned and chuckled, offering lightweight attire mainly for walking where he had taken it from.

"Starting today, can you walk?

Then for a while. King James, who was suddenly awake to health, was witnessed walking around the castle eagerly.